Wednesday, December 22, 1999

Chatters

Aren't you ashamed, you little liar?!
You make me sick with your presence.
Just go away and leave me alone,
You little varment.
Grow up, be reduced.
You are nothing but a fear,
For me to quit worrying about.

Tuesday, December 21, 1999

In the Dark Hours

Refuse to see things your way.
Save the names of writers.
Overcome problems.
Outskirting stars.
Scheming powers.
Uncovered rains.

Monday, December 20, 1999

Also Available

Rumors cast. Suffering hallucinations. I am an outsmarting survivor.

Sunday, December 19, 1999

In My Opinion

Flying hearts don't appear during the day.
Hypnotizing people is a fake accomplishment.
Have a longer lifespan with a sun allergy.
Heaven is stalked by prophecies.
Flashbacks to original horror movies and kill remakes.
All souls wear black leather jackets.
Stay asleep during the sunrise
Souls are lost at beach parties.

Saturday, December 18, 1999

Without Passion

Without passion,
Angels kill for fun.
This is no fairytale.
Die unhappily ever after.
The dust of death stirs,
The bittersweet wind speaks.
Guiding us through hell.

Friday, December 17, 1999

Lost Souls

Getting back from hell
Finding someone to cross over
Weak and pathetic
Exact opposite
No need to buy sunblock
Doesn't pay taxes
Overlooks immortality
Definite purpose
Destructive and murderous
Superhuman strength
Vampire out late
Along at night
Kind of an odd fear
Hate the darkness
Case of paranoia
Cold air chills our faces.

Wednesday, December 15, 1999

Three Sides to Love

Makes you sweet
Makes you brood
Makes you cryptic
Makes you neat
Makes you gothic
Makes you modest
Makes you intelligent
Makes you obscure
Makes you funny
Makes you well
Makes you fear
Makes you move
Makes you understand
Makes you hate
Makes you crazy

Sunday, December 12, 1999

Falling Water

Rain bleeds from the rocks, but you're not here.
I miss you terribly, but you don't care.
I'm falling like water into a one-rock stream,
Downward I go, into depression.
I wish this was a dream.

Saturday, December 11, 1999

Grim Dark Secrets

I can't run anymore.
Just leave me alone boiling in my blood.
To even think about what I did.
Why am I running?
No point to remember so that I can forget.
Afraid of turmoil, forget that I'm ashamed.
The past follows me everywhere I go.
I scream on the inside, silent on the outside.
I can't change anything.
So I have to run
To get away from them and my past,
He asks me what is my secret,
I love him, is my reply.

Friday, December 10, 1999

Fearless Grips

Fearless Grips
Hungry secrets are safe.
Gossip walks coldly.
Demolish order.
Thicker beliefs.
Powerful scandals.
Ceased discipline.
Sadness illusions.
Silent styles.
Extinct sensations.
Invisible feelings.